The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1887-03-30

Yumas appeared to be appeased, however,
after big talk, shook hands with Barton
and declared themselves his good friends.
| A short time afterward Barton and his wife
were found dead in this very room. As
they were scalped, it was, of course, the
work Of the avenging Yumas."
| where was the daughter Of whom you
| spoke?" / asked, strangely interested.
| mo trace of her has ever been discov-
ered," replied Dan. 81 suppose she has
long since become the unhappy squaw OF
some chief. Poor little Dolores she was
n sweet child, about fourteen years of age.
pity her."
why is the place said TO be haunted?"
was my next question; but my lips were
forming the sweet name Dolores, Do
lores."
The Indians say that they can see bright
| lights here" continued Dan, evidently
wishing to bring the story to close; that
IA boat, containing two figures clad in white,
comes down the river each night; that just
at twelve il strikes the shore even with this
house; the two ghostly boatmen-one is a
| female-glide into this room, and nothing
more is seen of them until the next night,
| when they again come down the river. The
| Indians believe this, for not the boldest
| Yuma, Hualapai, or Apache brave will re-
main here over night, although he would
| scorn to avoid real danger presented In any
| other FORM"
Dan was sleeping soundly in his blanket
over in one corner of the apartment, but L
can not say how long l lay gazing at the
! stars through the apertures in the roof, and
| thinking. | was sure that Dan had not told
| me all that he knew about the tragedy. In
fact, was beginning to regard my friend
in new light. His piercing steel blue eyes
| at times almost terrified me- for as yet |
knew not their wonderful secret. After a
| long while, turning so that l could look
| through the open doorway and out upon
the moonlit river, / saw boat coming
down the stream. directly toward the land
| ing where our canoe lay. In this boat
were two persons clothed in flowing white
| drapery. They sat erect, but made no eff
| fort TO control their craft gaZed intent
| ly; ii had no oars; that boat was steered
| and rowed by no mortal hand. / looked Mt
my watch. 1t lacked but n moment of II
o'clock, Pacific standard time. The phan-
| tom boat touched the shore n short dis
lance from me; its occupants stepped
| lightly upon the ground and, with noise
less, gliding motion, approached within
few feet of me and stopped. l lay utterly
spell bound. 1 could not articulate syl-
liable. The ghostly old lady was the first
motherly voice
Are you not frightened, young man, to
meet us here at this lonely hour
My fears vanished beneath the light of
her atfectionate old eyes, and / assured her
l had never been SO badly scared in all my
life since the day Diego Dan eXterminated
my friend, the editor, on which occasion l
had let fall form comprising one page Of
the paper, making bushel OF pi.
Your fears are groundless, she replied,
with ghostly, puzzled look on her kindly,
wrinkled face. "Of all the world we can
visit this spot alone. We are glad to meet
you. Are you good MANI"
My fears were all gone now. / told them
the story of my past life, with my hopes
for the future and left it with her to decide
as to my goodness. / then asked her if the
murder spoken of by Dan had been COM
mitted by Indians.
I'VE were cruelty murdered in the dark
ness of the midnight the ghost replied
with "A shudder There were Indians
who sought revenge on my husband, and
bad white men who only wanted our mon
ey." Diego Dan moved restlessly here, but
the pale, white-robed spirit continued
Our little Dolores was carried away by the
savages. 1t is of her ! would speak We
want her. She is yet with the Indians,
and unframed; but it will not long be SO,
unless you 20 to her aid-on week from
this size will be made the unwilling wife of
a young chief. You will meet her before
that time. Rescue her and carry her away
to Your Cwn people. BE brave. You will
face great danger successfully. Should
Dolores not be spared to you she will come
TO us. We want her.
II will will Your Dolores shall be
free ana become my Dolores, or will sac
rifce my life for her dear sake" vowed.
Look out, young man, or you will kick
over the coffee pot" cried Dan with a
laugh that banished the ghosts and opened
my eyes to the dazzling sunlight.
We ate breakfast ana resumed the voy-
age.
night" said Dan, eve could reach
our destination, but we will stop over with
a very particular old friend of mine and go
on o-morrow."
About three o'clock in the afternoon we
reached the camp of Dams great friend.
TIE Coyote" was known throughout all
the West as the deadly hater of all pale
faces. No white man. it was said, had ev-
er looked upon his face and lived. Yet
Diego Dan was met at the waters edge by
the great Coyote III person and warmly well
coined to his tent. As Dams friend / was
also kindly received.
Diego and the Apache chieftain were
soon smoking and conversing earnestly in
the language OF the chief, of which / could
not understand word. From their gest-
ures, however, l shrewdly guessed they
were deciding the fate of an important cap
tive held by the Coyote.
That night Dan and l slept on a pile of
buffalo roles in the chiefs tent. / arose
early the next morning and started for
walk along the river. i had not gone far
when, in endeavoring to pass between one
of the tents and the river bank, the space
being very narrow, / stumbled and fell
headlong against the tent, crushing in the
side and falling across some one who was
lying down. Forgetting that my words
would not be understood, / hastily begged
pardon.
Hush don't speak" was the unexpected
reply, as n female arose, and by the faint
LIGHT / saw the most beautiful picture my
eyes had ever rested upon. She asked me
how / came there.
In hurried whisper | told her all, and
begged her to fly at once with us.
al can not now" she sensibly replied.
"You and my fathers old friend, Diego
Dan, can go on up the river to-day and re-
turn for me tonight. / will be on the
sand-bar which runs out into the river at
midnight. Go, now; you will be seen
here"